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I am ready to toss my computer out of my bedroom window and let it smash to the pavement.

I believe that computers really do age like people, though much quicker. After a couple years of owning the computer, the owner notices it is slightly sluggish and carrying more weight (like those SimCity and The Sims programs you've been feeding it) than when you originally acquired the machine. Three or four years later, the computer still runs, but the owner begins to fantasize about manipulating a younger model. Around five years into the relationship, the owner browses the Sunday paper for a new computer, and the CPU decides that she doesn't like to log on to the Internet as much as she used to and takes much longer to start up.

Beyond silly metaphors, why is it that even though my little computer is only five years old, she acts completely different than even a year earlier? I've nearly stripped her of the "fun" programs, but even getting into the Web is a chore.

So is this "shpeel" my excuse for not updating. Sure. But the other things in my life have necessitated a lot more of my time. I'm still working at the college in public relations and I still can't stand it. My boss is a sexist, sarcastic, miserable little man who treats me like chicken feed. I'm trying to find another, better paying job so I don't have to work part-time at a local restaurant with J. as a hostess. I'm also freelance editing for a non-profit org's employee newsletter. I do enjoy that because I'm actually writing about people who love what they do.

J. and I moved to a new house in April. It's just he and I in a cozy duplex. I try to ignore the fact that it needs some handy work that our landlady has seemed to "forgotton" about. Andrea, however, is now engaged and taking US to small claims court because she wants a larger share of the measely security deposit we got back from the old apartment. Her fiance (the redneck bastard) is a "court happy" person who loves to seek revenge from others who are the artsy type. Well, maybe that's my imagination, but she has no reason to look for extra cash. She never helped us clean up the place right before we moved and said she didn't care about the security deposit. I guess the wedding plans got a little too extravagant and she needs $50 extra. We're honestly going to court over $480. It's absolutely stupid.

Well, I'm off. I have the night to myself, candles are lit and inscence is glowing. I have a couple books on Feng Shui I'm reading, and a nice set of p.j.'s to curl up in. Tomorrow is Friday and the woman is roaring in me now!



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